Love Suite

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Stranger: (...Ah. The Love Suite. I was told that whoever I meet here will have me play a role of their "ideal"...)

Stranger: (...Oh. That's Don.)

(...Mixzo, I apologize in advance.)

Don: Don is there. He's tinkering with own scarf, it seems...but stops upon noticing Stranger.

"Ah...Ahahah...you're here. You're here! Number 111654, you're here..."

Stranger: (N-Number huh!?)

It takes a moment for him to process the words coming out of his mouth.

(Does...does he think I'm one of the clones...!? Is his ideal...himself? But different??)

Don: By the time he's done contemplating what exactly his "role" is, he notices that Don is right in front of his face. Their heads are almost touching...

"Ahahah...hah...well, you know how we are. I love experiments, and you do too! So...I need your help in my greatest experiment yet. Mind if I tell you the...aha...hah...the details?"

Stranger: "I mean...sure, I guess."

Don: "Wonderful! I kindly request that you lie on the bed for me, first."

Stranger: (Uh oh...I, uh, don't like where this is going. But I've had worse happen to me...whatever Don is planning surely isn't that bad, I hope.)

He waddles on to the bed, laying himself flat on his back. Don clasps his hands together, purring.

Don: "Wonderful! Now, please try not to move as I..."

He pulls something out from under the bed.

...And Stranger watches in horror as he now has around six filled syringes in his hand.

Stranger: "Whuh!?"

Don: "I'm not done yet!"

He pulls more things out from under the bed.

First, a pair of handcuffs.

Then what looks to be a dead lizard of some variety.

Then a pebble.

And last a vial of an unknown liquid. It's green in color.

"There we go! Hah...ahahah...! With all of these, we should be able to make you feel just wonderful, 111654. And a Don like you...hahah..ah...you deserve to feel just wonderful~."

Stranger: "What, uh...what d-does all of that exactly do, again?"

Don: "Simple! I inject six of these into you, making you become so high on so many illegal drug concoctions that you see stars. Then, I make you eat this dead lizard I found and put the pebble on your stomach to make sure everything goes well. Afterwards, you drink the vial...and, if everything goes correctly, it should increase the duration of your euphoric high by 110%! And I've reduced the side effects, so no worries, ahah..."

Stranger: "A-And, t-t-th-the....cuffs...?"

Don: "Oh. Those. Those are just for personal taste."

Without another word, he picks up the cuffs and begins fastening them onto Stranger's arms.

Stranger: ...He squeaks. Whimpers, even. He's had a lot of strange things happen to him here...but nothing this convoluted, or unpredictable. He's never taken drugs before in his life...do the Don clones commonly do that!? What kind of things did they even get up to in there...!?

He swallows his fear. It's...probably too late to back out now (given that he's already been cuffed), and there won't be any lasting effects given how this place works. He'll just have to bear it...

Don: "There we are...are you ready? Hahah....ah...are ya? Ahahah~!"

Stranger: "Uug...go ahead."

Don: With a great big smile, he grabs one of the syringes and sticks it into Stranger's shoulder.

Stranger: He yelps, squirming...but Don manages to keep him still with surprising force.

(Is...is this how he views his ideal!? Another clone...who he can just use as a labrat? Is that really what this guy's like?)

(...Gh...I can already feel something...Something overtaking me...)

(...Actually, this doesn't...feel the worst...ghk-!)

Don: He's still going. Stabbing Stranger again, with the second syringe. His aim is shockingly precise...

Stranger: (...I feel like...I'm...drowning...)

(...Just...go along with it, Stranger...y-you got this.)

(You...oh...oh god.)

He watches as Don inserts the third needle.

...His unease and borderline nausea begin to fade, as do his thoughts.

[ Suite End ]

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